The doe is able to hold Erin, almost a couple dancing. Lizbeth herself is quite astonished to be able to give enough trust to let someone fall in her arms. As normally she's as clumsy as this redhead and in fact they should be both rolling on the floor of laughter. But not this time, not this dance, not here. Lizbeth doesn't know anything of her actual dance partner, not a slightest idea of who she really is, only the name. It doesn't matter, that person gave in to the doe, letting herself lead by an unknown creature, so it's not the moment to disappoint anyone.
Lizbeth nods at her words. Both giving an image not to forget, two girls on the dance floor, one doe bent down and holding a flamboyant red haired human in her arm, as if the pirouette ended with a graceful dip. Lizbeth smiles "No I wasn't, even for me it's exceptional". Slowly Lizbeth turns back, getting Erin on her feet again. No harm, no shame, no pitiful ending of two girls lingering un a dusty floor, laughing or crying.
"Dancing is feeling, getting the musical vibes into your body. This music seems to make it so easy, no word needs to be said and the rhythm invades you. I'm more quite like you, especially in public. It makes me nervous and I get very clumsy. But the place here makes me feel at home, at my place, serene and confident. Magic..."
Lizbeth chuckles softly, "Would you like to continue? Or a refreshing drink after such emotions would be welcome?"
Lizbeth nods at her words. Both giving an image not to forget, two girls on the dance floor, one doe bent down and holding a flamboyant red haired human in her arm, as if the pirouette ended with a graceful dip. Lizbeth smiles "No I wasn't, even for me it's exceptional". Slowly Lizbeth turns back, getting Erin on her feet again. No harm, no shame, no pitiful ending of two girls lingering un a dusty floor, laughing or crying.
"Dancing is feeling, getting the musical vibes into your body. This music seems to make it so easy, no word needs to be said and the rhythm invades you. I'm more quite like you, especially in public. It makes me nervous and I get very clumsy. But the place here makes me feel at home, at my place, serene and confident. Magic..."
Lizbeth chuckles softly, "Would you like to continue? Or a refreshing drink after such emotions would be welcome?"
Erin steadied herself as Lizbeth helped her, brushing back a loose curl from her face. Her heart was still beating a little fast, not just from the movement, but from how smoothly it had all gone. No misstep, no awkward stumble. Just a quiet moment of surprising balance between two unlikely partners.
“Huh,” she breathed, a soft chuckle following. “Didn’t expect that to work, honestly. Thought for sure we’d be flat on the floor, laughing like fools.”
She glanced at Lizbeth then, taking in the way the other girl seemed so at ease in the space. There was something different about her, something calm, grounded, like the rhythm of the music had settled into her bones. Erin could feel it too, if only faintly. A kind of quiet that wasn’t usually hers.
Listening to Lizbeth’s words, Erin nodded. “Yeah… I get that. Doesn’t happen often for me, but sometimes the place makes all the difference.” Her voice was quieter now, thoughtful rather than joking.
When Lizbeth offered a drink, Erin gave a small smile, warm and easy. “Yeah, a drink sounds good. Let’s not push our luck, with this dancing stuff” she said, giving a faint, amused tilt of her head. “Besides, I wouldn’t mind catching my breath a bit.” She laughed softly.
She gestured with an open hand. “Lead the way,”
“Huh,” she breathed, a soft chuckle following. “Didn’t expect that to work, honestly. Thought for sure we’d be flat on the floor, laughing like fools.”
She glanced at Lizbeth then, taking in the way the other girl seemed so at ease in the space. There was something different about her, something calm, grounded, like the rhythm of the music had settled into her bones. Erin could feel it too, if only faintly. A kind of quiet that wasn’t usually hers.
Listening to Lizbeth’s words, Erin nodded. “Yeah… I get that. Doesn’t happen often for me, but sometimes the place makes all the difference.” Her voice was quieter now, thoughtful rather than joking.
When Lizbeth offered a drink, Erin gave a small smile, warm and easy. “Yeah, a drink sounds good. Let’s not push our luck, with this dancing stuff” she said, giving a faint, amused tilt of her head. “Besides, I wouldn’t mind catching my breath a bit.” She laughed softly.
She gestured with an open hand. “Lead the way,”
Lizbeth nods with a soft bow, searching the way to the drinks, but there is no way, as all is being served by plants.
“Erin, I think we will have to sit down somewhere and simply wish a drink, and through magic it will arrive. At least I believe so. Let’s take a seat under the tree, it’s always cosy when one can rest under the canopy of a weeping willow, it’s like a private place.” Lizbeth pushes the drooping branches aside as if it were a curtain, and indeed underneath a welcoming bench, almost the same as her bench under her Hortensia.
“Here we will be very fine, and I wish myself a cranberry, elderberry juice with a hint of lemon and soda water.” With a non convincing shrug she sits down, hoping not to be too late for a last drink.
“Erin, I think we will have to sit down somewhere and simply wish a drink, and through magic it will arrive. At least I believe so. Let’s take a seat under the tree, it’s always cosy when one can rest under the canopy of a weeping willow, it’s like a private place.” Lizbeth pushes the drooping branches aside as if it were a curtain, and indeed underneath a welcoming bench, almost the same as her bench under her Hortensia.
“Here we will be very fine, and I wish myself a cranberry, elderberry juice with a hint of lemon and soda water.” With a non convincing shrug she sits down, hoping not to be too late for a last drink.
Erin let out a quiet laugh as Lizbeth made her drink wish beneath the willow, eyes twinkling with curiosity as if still half-expecting the trees to sprout hands and serve it on a silver tray. She sat beside Lizbeth and did the same, smiling bright as her drink appeared in front of her.
She looked at Lizbeth, smile softening, her usual sharpness dulled just a bit by the glow of the evening. “Thanks for the dance, by the way,” she said, voice low and sincere. “I don’t usually stay long enough to bother with the music, let alone get pulled into a proper spin around the floor. But I’m glad I did. You’ve got grace, even if some of it was due to the magic.” She took a sip from her drink slowly.
Erin then stood up after a few quiet moments and straightened, smoothing her dress out, ever the picture of someone just about to disappear. “Think I’ve pushed my luck long enough for one night. Any longer and someone’s bound to notice I swiped the charms off the hors d’oeuvre tray.”
A wink, light and playful. She began to back away, step by step through the party lights and distant music.
“Take care of yourself Lizbeth, may we cross paths again sometime!”
With one last smirk and a two-fingered salute, Erin turned on her heel and melted back into the buzz of the party, her silhouette soon lost among the swirling crowd and flicker of fairy lights. Before long, she had left the party entirely, back on her journey that she didn't even know the end game behind.
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She looked at Lizbeth, smile softening, her usual sharpness dulled just a bit by the glow of the evening. “Thanks for the dance, by the way,” she said, voice low and sincere. “I don’t usually stay long enough to bother with the music, let alone get pulled into a proper spin around the floor. But I’m glad I did. You’ve got grace, even if some of it was due to the magic.” She took a sip from her drink slowly.
Erin then stood up after a few quiet moments and straightened, smoothing her dress out, ever the picture of someone just about to disappear. “Think I’ve pushed my luck long enough for one night. Any longer and someone’s bound to notice I swiped the charms off the hors d’oeuvre tray.”
A wink, light and playful. She began to back away, step by step through the party lights and distant music.
“Take care of yourself Lizbeth, may we cross paths again sometime!”
With one last smirk and a two-fingered salute, Erin turned on her heel and melted back into the buzz of the party, her silhouette soon lost among the swirling crowd and flicker of fairy lights. Before long, she had left the party entirely, back on her journey that she didn't even know the end game behind.
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